Title: One Sunday Afternoon
Author: hardboiledbaby
Fandom: Starsky and Hutch
Pairing/Characters: Starsky/Hutch UST
Rating: PG-13
Length: 200
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for the fan_flashworks "drag" challenge, also for the me_and_thee_100 "radio" prompt.
Summary: Starsky was in the Academy with Hutch. Life was pretty sweet. Well, mostly. A pre-canon double drabble set in 1967.

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Groovin' on a Sunday afternoon, the radio crooned as Starsky drove uptown.

Starsky had to agree with the song. He couldn't imagine anything better: he was in the Police Academy, with Hutch. Life was sweet. Well, mostly.

Imagine me and you, I do

Starsky rolled his eyes and changed stations.

Come on baby, light my fire.

The Doors. That was more like it. Starsky turned up the volume.

Even after graduation, he and Hutch were going to be together: partners, the best Bay City PD had ever seen. It was gonna be terrific. If only....

Starsky pulled over to the curb and a gorgeous, long-legged blond climbed into his car.

"Thanks, Starsk," Hutch said tiredly. "I just needed some space."

Starsky nodded. Wasn't the first time. He wondered when Hutch would wise up. Damnit, if only—

Kind of a drag, when your baby don't love you, blared out over the speakers.

Hutch barked out a humorless laugh. "No shit." Starsky hastily shut it off.

An uncomfortable minute of silence passed. Ah hell, Starsky thought, and started singing.

"Groovin' on a Sunday afternoon...."

To his relief, Hutch eventually joined in.

"Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly...."

Yeah, if only.